Over the years I've come to anticipate how each Western holiday will be interpreted and manipulated to fit somehow into Chin.ese society. Valentine's day is a good one - it doesn't spark the sadness that a Jesus-less Easter does. Instead, there are 1$ roses in buckets at the grocery store, teddy bear bouquets in street corner shops, and heart emoticons popping up all over my text message inbox.
I even got pranked by the two American guys on my hall. I opened my dorm door to find street cones lined up on my welcome mat. Silly boys.
I like Valentines Day.
Today when I signed onto my Chin.ese instant messanger site, I found a journal that one of my old students recently posted online. And I did what has been done to me a zillion times - I copy/pasted it. ha.
This poem, written by a master-level computer student in his second language, really spoke to me. I've been re-creating it all day in my head. I started with, "Why I love teaching," and moved onto, "Why I love my kitty cat," and, "Why I love working out." You get the drill.
Here's his poem, stolen from the depths of the interwebs and pasted here just for you...
Why I love basketball so much?
by Chen Cong
It is just a game
It is simple, right?
It is just a game
But sometimes, it is more than that
Playing basketball makes me feel strong
It gives me more confidences in myself
It makes me want to be something in my life
Basketball makes me feel healthy
When I playing basketball, it helps me makenew friends
And I love being a part of a team
Basketball brings us together
It connects us
And no matter where are you come from
When we are on the court
We all speak the same language
We dream bigger
We dream higher
Sometimes we win
Sometimes we don’t
But no matter what
You always have to work hard
It teaches us that even when there is nochance o win
There is still an opportunity to be a hero
It takes effort
You have to practice
Practice is real hard
You have to practice dedication
And if we can practice all those things tomale our game better
Can we practice all those things to makeour world better?
Basketball is just the game
But sometimes is more than that
See what I mean? Awesome and deep, right? Whatever we do, there is so much more there. The onion layers of our actions are infinite.
Happy Love Day from a far away place.
If I could send you a bouquet of teddy bears from the street corner, I would.